Showing posts with label Letters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Letters. Show all posts

Saturday, February 2, 2008

Happy Birthday my little groundhog!



Nolan,

Today you turned 6! I am so proud of the little boy you are turning out to be.

We had a couple years at the beginning, and we weren't sure if you (or us!) were going to make it! You had a very strong will and a stubborn streak that would often bring mommy and daddy to tears. We still have the tears, but they are now happy tears as we watch you learn and grow and become a little boy that loves God. Oh yes, you still have your moments, but you have really been growing up, right before our eyes and are so quick to apologize...there is often no need for prompting!

Your favorite song is Amazing Grace....oh how sweet the sound! I pray that as you grow up, you hold onto that truth.

Mommy and Daddy love you so very much. I love how you get so excited over even the smallest of things. I love how you are truly concerned for others. I love how you help out your brothers. I love that you still give your mommy hugs and kisses. I love that you love sports and going outside. (I don't like it that you don't like the Patriots...but we can work on that later!)

Most of all, I love the person you are turning out to be! I pray that God continues to work on your heart, softening your will, and giving you a true knowledge of who He is.

I love you so much,
Mommy



Monday, August 13, 2007

Happy Birthday my dear sweet Giddy!


Dear Gideon,
Has it really been four years?
You have been talking about your birthday for weeks and it is finally here. You chose to have carrot cake and chocolate ice cream!

The first words out of your mouth this morning was wondering if there were balloons hanging up...and you weren't disappointed!

I pray that as you continue to grow, you continue to reach out to Jesus. Last night, when you awoke, scared in the dark....you called out to me. You were so scared. I told you to call out to Jesus, and He would comfort you.

And you prayed...."Jesus, please help me."

Such a simple prayer that is easily forgotten in our lives. We think we can depend upon ourselves for safety and comfort...but you knew. Just call out to Jesus, and He will help!

You quickly closed your eyes, and you were fast asleep, before I could even get back into my own bed. I cherish these moments with you. I thank the Lord that I am your mother. When I heard your cries, it was hard for me to want to get out of bed...but I am here to be mommy and it was my bed that was getting in the way.

I love you so much my little four year old boy!

Love, Mommy